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In My Hood Lyrics - The Massacre - 50 Cent

Niggas screw they face up at me 

On some real shit son they don't want beef 

I cock that, aim that shit out the window and spray 

There ain't a shell left in my heat 

Y'all niggas better lay down, yeah, I mean stay down 

You get hit with AK round, your ass ain't gon' make it 

You niggas will get laid out, your blood and your brains out 

Have you on the concrete shivering and shaking 

I'm from Southside motherfucker, where them gats explode 

If you feel like you're on fire, boy drop and roll 

Niggas will eat your ass up, cause they heart turned cold 

Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load 

The party jump, shorty bouncin that ass, I wanna fuck 

Gimme a second I'mma holla, I'mma see whassup 

I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in the trunk 

Carve your ass up nice you play me like a punk 

 

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In my hood - niggas got love for me 

But I don't go nowhere without my strap 

In my hood - a little 'dro, a little Hennessy 

And niggas just don't know how to act 

In my hood - niggas is grimey 

I stay on point, I roll with my gat 

In my hood - niggas might buck at me 

So I keep something around to buck back 

In my hood 

 

I don't trust a muh'fuckin soul 

When the D's come they fold, on my first case they told 

Where I'm from it ain't safe to have more than a eighth 

Niggas'll come to your place, put a gun in your face 

Tell you open the safe, as your heart start to race 

Cause a robbery could turn into a homo' case 

Co-operate, or Doc'll have to operate 

Niggas I'll pop you, run a light then pop at Jake 

Trust me son, niggas'll go hard for that cake 

These thirsty niggas are lurking, you'll have to catch 'em and merk 'em 

I'm observing in my hood, cause niggas be dumbing 

Shots forfeit the dice game, all you see is the running 

They make it harder and harder to pump on the block 

I'm a hustler, how the fuck I'm 'sposed to eat when it's hot? 

 

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In my hood - niggas got love for me 

But I don't go nowhere without my strap 

In my hood - a little 'dro, a little Hennessy 

And niggas just don't know how to act 

In my hood - niggas is grimey 

I stay on point, I roll with my gat 

In my hood - niggas might buck at me 

So I keep something around to buck back 

In my hood 

 

The house party off the hook until them shots go off 

Well that's what you get for stuntin on my block showoff 

You shit out of luck if niggas catch you slippin 

Crack money slow so you know niggas is trippin 

Shorty down there on that Queens tracks takin a whippin 

Sheeit, bitch get out of pocket, she need some discipline 

Peep the fiend shootin diesel in his arm in the alley 

Look at the chrome spinner spinnin on that black Denali 

The grimey niggas where I'm from don't wanna see you chipped up 

You shy nigga on jux, you about to shoot your whip up 

It ain't good to do good in my hood 

You know not to do good now 

 

In my hood - niggas got love for me 

But I don't go nowhere without my strap 

In my hood - a little 'dro, a little Hennessy 

And niggas just don't know how to act 

In my hood - niggas is grimey 

I stay on point, I roll with my gat 

In my hood - niggas might buck at me 

So I keep something around to buck back 

In my hood 

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